Dear HR Team Member:
You can eat the fattest part of my ass. Waiting for the time when I can clock in, and changing the channel on my walkie-talkie so I can hear a conversation between a team member in a Top 10 Shortage area and the LOD is not working off the clock. It is press two buttons on a walkie and using my ears. If this is what you think of as work, you need to not be involved in the human resources department because your definition of the word resource requires massive revision. Secondly, your email on this matter to my supervisor is easily the most High School-ish thing I've read in ages. I can't even form my rage into sentences.
The work-life balance exists to protect ME the employee. This is so you can't tell me to work out reshop while I'm clocked out on my meal. This is so you can't compel my be force or fear to work late on Christmas Eve. If I decide of my own free will to prepare myself with knowledge or communication to my peers (WITH WHOM I DONT HAVE SHIT ELSE LEFT TO TALK ABOUT), that's just fucking fine with me. I don't see a problem with that. It doesn't make me feel like I have lost a sense of self to my work place, BECAUSE IM A FUCKING ADULT.
Jesus Christ, go back to FIFO-ing the break room refrigerators or nagging people about their missed punches.